Fortescue raised his eyebrows and assumed a light-comedy expression. “What are you doing here? How dare you come to my rooms!” The man stepped into the middle of the room. She was no longer there. “Shut up, you little faggot. The house was redolent with the smells of cinnamon baking and the stuffed turkey and marinated pork roast. “Have either of you been out of this room since you discovered what had happened?” he asked.
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